It Ain't Me, Babe. 》cth

Chapter 23 》"Someone who will die for you and more"

"I want you so bad, you stubborn pain in the ass! I ended up liking you a lot more than I originally planned." He confesses, face going soft.

"You do?" I whisper, taken aback by his words.

"Of course I do, Norah." He smiles softly.

"Calum... I-" He cuts me off by placing his soft, plump lips onto mine. I've been craving his lips ever since the last time I tasted them. It just feels so right, like it's supposed to be this way. He deepens the kiss, moaning into my mouth as he pushes me backwards onto the gym floor. He climbs over top of me, mouth never leaving mine. His hands gently carress my waist and begin to slowly snake up my midsection towards my chest. He stops at the top of my ribs just below my chest, and squeezes tightly.

My hands work their way into his thick hair, twisting around and grabbing handfuls roughly. This causes him to moan again, and it's such a guttural sound that makes my stomach knot up in all the right places. My breathing only intensifies as the kiss goes on, and Calum isn't making things easier. He's like a mad man, rough but passionate at the same time.

Before I can control myself, my legs are wrapped around his waist tightly. I know that I shouldn't be doing this, especially not here in the school's gym after school is out. It's kind of like that R. Kelly song, my mind is telling me no, but my body is telling me yeah. Hell yeah. How can my mind stand a chance fighting against my body when he makes my body feel so damn good. Why is this so good?

It's wrong, I know it's so wrong.

But I can not make myself stop. I'm trying so hard, but my body won't cooperate. As good as this feels, it's starting to freak me out that I can't make myself stop. He's simply that irresistible.

"What's the matter, babe? Don't you want this?" He nips at my ear.

No I don't want this, as much as I like him I don't want this. I try to tell him that, but those aren't the words that leave my lips.

"No Cal, I want this, I want you." My mouth says instead.

"Baby, you can have me." He moves in to kiss me more and I let it happen. His hand begins to slide up my shirt, and my mind screams at me some more.

Before anything more can happen, my dream is halted to a stop as I jolt awake. I sit upright in my bed, panting heavily. What just happened?

Everything is still very vivid in my mind, and something tells me that I won't be escaping it anytime soon. A dream like that is sure to haunt me for a while. I can't deny that I enjoyed it, I actually enjoyed it way too much. Perhaps that's what I wanted to happen.

I glance at the clock, it's 3:45 in the morning. I need some water after that, it made me thirsty. Thirsty for Calum Hood, but that thirst is unquenchable. I slip out of bed, the cool air making my now sweaty body shiver. I tiptoe down to the kitchen for a glass of water, and drink the entire thing. When I'm back in bed, I realize that going back to sleep is probably not even an option. How could I possibly go back to sleep when I just had a dream about almost doing some very regrettable but desirable things with Calum on the gym floor. I decide to check my phone instead, hoping to take my mind off of everything.

Now is the worst possible time to see that I have a message from Calum. I wanted to get my mind off of him, not be reminded of that filthy fucking dream that I had.

Calum: hey, I just wanted to say sorry about earlier today. None of that should happened that way. Sleep tight, Norah Grace.

Sent 11:47 p.m.

I have an internal battle with myself on whether I should respond. I want to be mad at him, I want to be so fucking angry that he never speaks to me again. But of course I always crawl back, unable to resist him.